This is a song about "And im aming right at you"

You can find me at the exit, you're right, my left

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow

But at this moment, all i can think about is you you you right now...

That im throwin at you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Im being pulled left and right

At your best you might

Eat it up and ride right under you.

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

I could be dead wrong and im still right

Cause everythang gonna be alright